BJ Wallace
Jan. 8 1999
BJ
The best friend that I've ever had
Has left me now and I'm so sad
I wasn't ready to let him go
My sunbeam BJ I loved him so.
He came to us so skinny and thin
Elbows worn down to the skin.
Behind those bars he looked at me
On Valentines Day 1993.
He didn't look old though they said he was nine
Greying just slightly he looked so fine.
His heart had a murmur ; he'd a scar under one eye
But there was something about him - I still don't know why.
Please take me home those eyes were pleading
And make sure I get lots of feeding.
Could make me melt with just one look
Then promptly ate his new dad's books!
He sucked his cheeks in when he'd been bad
Hid behind my legs when his dad got mad
He really was my pride and joy
And quickly became a real 'mummies boy'.
So many scrapes he's been in,
Visits a plenty to Cathcarts & Winn.
Corn on the cob and mince from the bin
His scavenging was his biggest sin.
He hurdled two fences to get to the bread
That Rachel had meant for the birds instead!
He loved his fruit - bananas were best
He'd pester the plate of every guest.
He won rosettes - we were so proud
Performed so naturally in front of a crowd.
A fifth a third and then a fourth
The best six legs in all the North.
His operations were many; we all but lost count
But they all added up to a considerable amount!
His prepuce enlarged his cruciate snapped
And never forgetting the gas that got trapped!
His tail then amputated and left with a stump
Which wiggled like mad on the end of his rump.
He battled with arthritis that made his bones ache
And I nearly forgot the bite from the snake.
He started to tire this last year or so
Legs were now dragging and gait became slow.
Drinking six pints as if dying of thirst
Psychogenic Polydypsia though we thought the worst.
At age fifteen his liver gave up
To a tumor we lost our big silly pup.
He slipped away peacefully in his own bed
While our last goodbyes were tearfully said.
But the hardest part of letting him go
Is thinking perhaps that he never did know
How much we loved him me and Joe.
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